A/N - THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT and jk/reader bickering back and forth im sorry if you might be uncomfortable with the way they talk to each other but I want to show the more playful???? side of their relationship thnks

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You pretty much had to avoid Jungkook all morning.

Even after you let him rail you against the wall of your living room, he still tried to trap you everywhere you went. You enjoyed his attention, yes. But he overwhelmed you. He made you feel high all the time. Intoxicating you with his face, his voice and his touch. With every orgasm he gave you, he tuckered you out and made you feel as if you couldn't move after. You were a mess.

Unlike him.

He was perfectly fine afterwards, sometimes acting as though nothing even happened at all. He was dangerous that way but so, so, so addicting. The feeling you had whenever you were around him was exhilarating. 

It was a nice change to be with someone from the same generation as you. All your other hookups and relationships were with much older men. Boring men. Jungkook was fun to be with. He was at his prime. He would joke and call himself old when he was tired but 24/25 wasn't old at all. He was as energetic as a bunny and could stay up all night, talking your ear off or being guts deep inside of you. Either one was fine with you, of course. 

Every second you spent with him was exciting. And when it came down to being intimate, it was hard for you to say no to him because you wanted him just as much.

Jungkook made you feel things you've never felt in your entire existence. You could have an orgasm and still want him to keep going, making you hit multiple highs at a time. When you were both finished and had your fill, he'd pull you close to him and clean you up. And then when it was time to sleep, he would keep you in his arms and hold you all through the night.

The emotional and physical energy the two of you shared was so strong and suffocating but you wanted nothing else.

It was either you marry this man one day or go through the greatest heartbreak of your life.

...

You still haven't had the chance to pack for Korea yet and you were both leaving within the next day.

Jungkook hadn't given you the chance to take a breath since he came back to your city. You didn't want to be scrambling to pack tomorrow but Jungkook was so distracting whenever he was around you. 

Your attention span was nonexistent whenever he was there. 

Wrapping you in a spell that you couldn't get out of. 

Wrapping you in a spell you didn't want to get out of.

He never gave you the chance to be alone for even a second. Following you around like a puppy and attaching himself to your back. Jimin was right... he was a grown man but was still a baby in a way. He loved when you treated him like one too, clinging to you and letting you coo him as you attempted to do your chores. He also never wanted you to do anything either. Moving you out of the way when you were washing dishes, taking the vacuum from you when you tried to clean up the living room and even pulling your feet into his lap and massaging you when you complained that your heels hurt.

His love language was definitely acts of service. 

You weren't used to it in the slightest, but damn, you were enjoying it,

Jungkook had been trying to get in your pants all fucking morning. You hated to deny him but he had zero chill. Every corner you turned, he was right behind you, pressing his crotch into your backside and pinning you against walls, counters and pretty much every piece of furniture you owned. Begging you to pull your panties to the side and let him in.

You made the mistake of letting him get in the shower with you after you both were finished your session against the wall because he tried to have his way with you in there too. 

He was an animal.

You loved him, yes. And you loved his attention too. But damn, you were tired. Your whole body ached. You were amazed at how Jungkook never seemed to be sore. He was a machine.

And you wouldn't want it any other way. 

...

When you finished showering, you disappeared into your dressing room as fast as you could for a moment to yourself. You shut the door closed while Jungkook got dressed in your bedroom, keeping the lock on the door unlocked just in case he needed something from you. You flinched as you carefully took a seat at your vanity with your towel wrapped around your body. It hurt to even sit. You moisturized your skin before sighing as you heard Jungkook in the next room shuffling around as he got ready. Your head was in your hands now, fingers buried in your hair as you tried not to burst out laughing.

You felt like his prey.

He wanted to fuck you at any chance he got.

And normally, you'd be down for it. But ever since Jungkook left your city and came back, he's been increasingly more aggressive with what he wanted. He wasn't afraid to put his hands on you and touch you anymore. He didn't hesitate to try to rip your clothes off and if felt as though everything you did turned him on. You could look at him and he would be ready to climb over a table and take you against it.

You loved it.

You wanted to know what was going through his mind. Did he ever get tired? Did he ever get hungry? Did he ever sleep?  You couldn't tell sometimes. All he wanted to do was plow you. You wanted to cry and laugh at the situation. You've never been in a predicament like this before.

You slumped back in your chair, recalling the very first night you had sex with Jungkook. He couldn't even look at you. He struggled to even touch you until you had to calm him down and ease the tension he felt. 

Now he was all over you, pinning you down against any surface he could find. You sighed in content, fingers running through your hair as you looked at your reflection. Your neck was marred with bite marks. The middle of your chest was sore. You got off the chair and turned around, a bite mark cascading on your ass cheek. He completely ravaged you last night and this morning. You were so pleased. You sighed again, biting over your lip as you dove deep into your thoughts.

What kind of sex was he having before?  He was acting like some sort of animal that had been caged forever. You wanted to find out what his sex life was like prior to you... if he would let you even get a word in.

You pulled on a black thong and matching bra, looking through your closet for an outfit to wear as you let your hair air dry. You laid out your outfit on the bed then took a seat on your vanity to work on your makeup next. Doing a dark eye look and ending with a red lip tint.

You pulled on a pair of sheer black stockings, sliding on a leather mini skirt over them with a tight black turtleneck, tucking your shirt into the skirt and fixing a black Gucci belt around your waist. You peered into your shoe closet, picking out a pair of black, block heeled booties.

You stood in the mirror, fixing a silver chained necklace around your neck and spritzing some of your favorite perfume onto yourself. That's when you heard Jungkook moving outside the door. You braced yourself, watching the door knob twist and unlock, his cute face poking into your room,

"Yes?"  You looked at him through the mirror with a smile as he pushed his body more fully into the room, looking you over with a smile,

"You look good." Jungkook smiled and dragged his feet across the floor to you, his socks gliding along the hardwood as he slid over to you, arms sliding around your waist and nuzzling his face into your shoulder as he hugged you from behind, "Mmm... you smell good too." He playfully bit your shoulder and you laughed, shaking yourself out of his arms to lean over into the mirror and fix your piercings.

Jungkook watched you for a minute, biting over his lower lip as his gaze trailed over your figure, admiring the way your skirt hugged your ass. He wanted to take a bite out of it so bad.

Jungkook knew he was being overbearing. He could sense he was tiring you out but his libido was higher than it has ever been. He couldn't understand what was happening to him. He used to be a man that was afraid to even look in the direction of another woman. But something about you unleashed these suppressed feelings he had been hiding for years.

At first, Jungkook was afraid of you, he couldn't lie. You intimidated him. You were this dark, attractive pill that he couldn't swallow. He had to say, you were well out of his league. He was afraid of what he would do if you let him in. After only having the most basic, vanilla sex he could imagine for most of his life, Jungkook had a deep, pent-up frustration building. He wasn't any Edward Cullen, but he was frightened that he would break you. That was until you asked him yourself  to break you the other night.

The things he wanted to do to you were shoved to the furthest part of his brain. Until, you started to ask him to do those same things. Things he'd never in a million years think he would get to do. You made him have feelings he didn't know he could feel. Jungkook didn't want to overwhelm you but he couldn't keep his hands to himself. He wanted to be around you all the time. 

He wanted to breathe with you. Wanted to always be in front of your eyes and under your gaze.

You brought him to his knees.

Jungkook didn't believe in God but he wanted to worship you.

Snapping out of his intrusive thoughts, Jungkook took his chance to inspect your vanity table while you paid him no mind, continuing to get dressed. He looked curiously through your different makeup products and skin care essentials before peeking into one of your drawers.

"Looking for something, love?" You asked with a laugh, eyeing him as he looked through your things before he took a seat at your desk, his cheek resting in his hand as he smiled up at you,

"Just observing." He chuckled before spinning around in your chair.

You had no idea but had been taking secret inventory of everything you owned and sending a list to his Hyung's back home to prepare for when you came. He wanted to buy all the things you frequently used. From your coffee maker to your eye cream. He didn't want you to feel home sick when you came to Korea so he made mental notes of what you owned and only hoped it would make a difference,

"Are you finished getting dressed, babe? It's been a whole hour and I'm hungry now." He pouted lightly, leaning back in your chair as he waited for you.

You laughed softly at how cute he was, breathing a sigh of relief that your sweet, cuddly Jungkook was back.... for now.

You looked at him with a smile. He was man spread in your chair. His thick, luscious thighs clad with a pair of black cargo pants. A long black sweater framing his body perfectly with a black bomber jacket hanging over his shoulders, making him look all the broader. He had a silver chain dangling between his chest, his matching ring to yours slipped over his finger with a black beaded bracelet around his wrist. His hair was over his eyes, a black Moncler beanie along with his jacket hood was over his head.

You took a deep breath as you looked at him. He always dressed so well and you lowkey enjoyed that you both had similar taste in style. You matched unintentionally all the time and you found it adorable.

"Almost finished, Kookie. We would have been out of here sooner if you weren't trying to get between my legs every second." You rolled your eyes and turned back to look in the mirror as you slid on your BVLGARI ring that Jungkook gifted you onto your right hand and your Tiffany ring onto your left.

You felt so bougie wearing the accessories. Jungkook had impeccable taste and seemed to know exactly the types of gifts you liked.

You slid your YSL trench coat over your shoulders and Jungkook breathed in relief as you finished getting dressed. He got off your chair and grinned, walking over to you, arms wrapping tight around your waist again from behind again then reaching up to fix the collar of your jacket for you as he stared at you through the reflection of the mirror,

"I know I've been overwhelming you, haven't I? You're just so pretty, Y/N. I don't know what to do with myself sometimes." Jungkook sighed, leaning over to press a soft kiss to your cheek, "I'll be good from now on, I promise. But once we land in Korea, don't expect me to hold back. I'm going to ruin you all over again once we get to our place." He smiled innocently but the words he said were devilish. It made you tremble as you listened to him. He looked and sounded so cute but he was far away from being an adorable little bunny.

He left the cute and innocent Jungkook at the door when he stepped into your house yesterday.

You inhaled shakily as you listened to him, "Our place?"  You mumbled in question, turning around in his embrace, leaning up on your toes to press a gentle kiss to his cheek before pulling back with a smile, "Fine. Deal." You smiled wider when he did and reached up, with a dreamy sigh, pinching his cheek lightly, "You're so cute sometimes, Jungkook. Ugh. I just want to eat you up." You giggled, yelping when his arms tightened around you, crushing you against his chest while he leaned in and playfully bit your shoulder again as he hugged you tight against his chest.

You smiled at him as he pressed you closer to him, reaching up and smoothing your hands over his sweater, feeling over the soft cashmere material and his chest. Even though he was built like a brick wall, he was always so soft around you.

You brought out his inner child. When Jungkook was around you, his "idol guard" was let down.

He could finally be himself. It was freeing. 

"That's how I feel about you all the time too." Jungkook grinned and pulled back, "Ready to go? If you don't feed me, I'll end up eating you for real this time." he smiled, a hint of playfulness behind his eyes.

Jungkook realized he accidentally revealed to you that he bought you both a place. He didn't answer you when you questioned him, just smiling at you and hoping you didn't think anything of it. He previously told you that you would both stay at one of the properties he owned but it didn't feel right. He wanted you to have a brand-new place to stay in. So, he did what any insane person in love would do. He purchased a penthouse apartment in the middle of Seoul for the two of you. The apartment was 10 minutes away from the Hybe building and he would be as close to you as he could be.

He wouldn't tell you this yet either, but the apartment was purchased in your name.

Jungkook planned to reveal that information to you when you both arrived to Korea because he knew you would protest against it. The apartment was luxurious and Jungkook planned to fill it with all the things you loved. Even if you didn't plan to stay there for long, he wanted you to have something to come back to. Something that was your own.

Was he crazy? Yes. Maybe. But that's what love can do to you.

You laughed and punched his arm hard as you shook your head, "Alright, let's go." Your sweet voice pulled Jungkook out of his daydream. He smiled at you as he came back to reality, watching you put your wallet and phone into your jacket pockets and grabbing your boots to put on downstairs before leading him out of the room.

He followed you down the stairs, eyes trailing over your body as you went down the steps. Even though you already had your jacket on, he could still see the silhouette of you through it.

Jungkook couldn't believe that he happened to meet you on a whim. You were the type of person that only existed in his dreams. He didn't ever think for one second, he'd be with you. Sure, he could have paid you for sex whenever he wanted but he didn't think you'd even want to be with someone with him. You were different. Not even having a clue who BTS was. Not caring when you found out either.

You treated him and his Hyung's like they were a bunch of regular guys and not some sort of mega pop music boy band. You were gorgeous and funny and best of all; you were kind with a big heart. When Jungkook first met you, he didn't believe that you would ever be interested in him. He beat himself up over leaving you that first night without getting your number, thinking he would never get to see you again. Taehyung even told him he was out of his mind for thinking you would visit him the day after he met you at the club.

But you did. And damn, what a night that was.

"I know a cool diner around here." You nodded as you slid your boots on, plucking your car keys off your entryway table, "I'm driving, okay?"

"As long as there's a lot of food, I don't mind. I'm bulking right now so I need all the calories I can get since I've been using hella fucking energy." Jungkook smirked up at you as he bent and laced his boots up after pulling them on, "Why don't you drive my car then?"

"Shut up." You mumbled, pretending to kick him, a soft blush creeping onto your cheeks before you checked your reflection one more time, opening the front door and stepping outside with Jungkook behind you, "Uh- Hell no. Your car is way too fucking out there. It's not even released for public purchase yet. People are going to want to crowd around it and take pictures and shit. Imagine what's going to happen when they realize you're the dude from Bangtan Butts?" You rolled your eyes as you locked your doors and walked carefully down the steps of your porch, careful not to slip on any ice, "Fuck it's cold." You breathed out into the winter air, unlocking your car and sliding into the driver's seat quickly, pulling on your leather gloves.

Jungkook eyed your car before pouting lightly, opening the door and sliding into the passenger seat, "Let me drive your car then. Switch seats with me." He looked over at you as you slid your seatbelt on with a chuckle. 

"Hell to the fucking no. This isn't a Porsche, J.K. My Lexus won't survive the way you drive and I've had this baby for years. She was a special gift from a special person." You nodded, turning the engine over and letting the car heat up, turning the radio on.

Jungkook laughed softly, pulling his seatbelt on and clicking it in place before shaking his head, "How many old geezer dicks did you have to suck to get this car?" He teased and you reached over, punching him hard in the arm as you burst out laughing,

You wanted to die on the spot when you heard him, blush stained on your cheeks and your stomach hurting as you laughed. Jungkook rubbed his arm after you punched him, "Damn, babe. You need to start boxing with me. You have a good punch." He smirked, reaching over to feel over your arm muscles before grinning as you laughed harder,

"Okay, fuck you. That was cold even for you. And I didn't need to suck any dicks to get this car. I just needed to be me, you fucking asshole." You breathed after you controlled your laughter, shooting him a glare when you nodded.

You adjusted your mirrors a bit before turning on your heated seats for the two of you, putting your car in reverse and backing out of the driveway, "By the way... How many zombies have you been fucking in the past because you act like an uncaged beast when we're in bed." You shot back as you drove.

Now it was Jungkook's time to be embarrassed, laughing softly as he reached over, placing his hand over yours that was on the gear shift, "Aight. You got me there. I've had some pretty basic sex, I can't lie."

You pursed your lips, eyes on the road and feeling Jungkook's stare against the side of your face, thinking you would judge him,

"Nothing's wrong with that, hon. So have I." You smiled in understanding with a nod, glancing at him as you stepped on the gas, making the car go faster, "You bring out my inner porn star, you know." You flashed him a dazzling smile and Jungkook actually felt his cheeks flush. Feeling flustered for the first time in his life,

"Damn right I do. I think I need to set up a tri-pod in our room when we get to Korea, huh?" He grinned, reaching over to give your thigh a playful squeeze before you swatted him away, cheeks flushing and the hairs on your neck standing up from his single touch,

"Unhand me, hoe. Before I veer this car into that ditch over there."

...

Once the two of you got to the diner, you slid into a booth seat, rubbing your hands together to warm them up while Jungkook claiming he felt hot, took his jacket off, "Let me take a picture of you, babe. Try to look cute, if you can." Jungkook teased, taking his phone out of his pocket and holding it up to take a picture of you.

You glared at him for a second before putting your hands under your chin, smiling at the camera and letting him take the picture before you went back to glaring at him, "Let me see it. If it's ugly you need to delete it."

"It's not ugly. I love it." Jungkook grinned and showed you the picture before looking at it himself, kissing his phone screen, "Beautiful. Love it. My new thing to fap to."

"You gross me out." You rolled your eyes, heart thumping in your ears as you watched him. He was such a dork sometimes but you loved it. You both got along really well when he wasn't trying to dive between your thighs. You were like best friends. Teasing and laughing with each other. You could have a good time with him no matter where you went. 

You grinned before clasping your hands together when the waitress came by with your meals, "Ooh! Everything looks wonderful!" Your eyes sparkling at her as you thanked her before she left the receipt for the meal. You picked the receipt up and looked it over, making sure the order was correct. Your eyes widened for a second as you read the piece of paper and you tried to hold in your laugh, placing the receipt down and grabbing your utensils.

Jungkook didn't pay attention to you as he grabbed the bottle of syrup, dousing his pancakes with a generous drizzle of it, eyes intently focused on his first meal of the day.

"What are you doing!?" You watched Jungkook with a horrified expression as he drenched his pancakes with extra syrup, "Oh my God... I'm dating a child." You whispered to yourself and Jungkook laughed hard, shaking his head,

"Oh my God... Shut up. I'm dating my grandmother. Eat your plain ass pancakes, old lady and leave me be." Jungkook grinned, already stuffing his mouth, "I have a sweet tooth if you can't tell. This isn't even as bad compared to some of the things I eat when I'm bulking."

"I can tell. Geez. You're an actual mess." You laughed softly, rolling your eyes as you took a sip of your coffee, "I'm not an old lady. I just don't think I need my pancakes to be swimming in sugar. Oh yeah- By the way, when we go home, I need you to help me fucking pack. Did you forget we leave for Korea tomorrow? Like, what am I supposed to wear there?"

"Nothing."

"What was that?"

"Nothing. You'll be wearing nothing cause' imma be balls deep in that pussy every single day." Jungkook mused, his voice casual and collected as he cut into his pancakes all daintily, a smirk on his lips as he glanced at you when he pushed a forkful of his breakfast into his mouth, giving you a wink as he chewed.

You gripped the knife in your hand, looking around to see if anyone heard him before lowering your voice an octave, "I'm going to stab you with this knife, John Cook. I'm not even kidding. Like I'll literally kick your ass today." You laughed, tapping the receipt with your finger for Jungkook to look at, leaning back in your seat as you bit back a laugh forming in your throat.

"Fucking hell, who the fuck is John Cook, Y/N?" Jungkook snorted, clicking his tongue when he snatched the receipt off the table and looked at the way the waitress wrote his name, "Y/N... Did I say my name wrong? I swore I said Jungkook. Why did the waitress do me like that?"

"Honestly...-- I hate to break it to you, honey but... Your name does kind of sound like---" You started and Jungkook gave you a look before you grinned, "Never mind! You said Jungkook~ Leave the waitress alone. She's been here forever and I love her."

"John Cook. Tch." He shook his head before setting the paper down, "Whatever, they're lucky the food is bomb." He rolled his eyes, laughing quietly before moving over to sip his coffee, leaning back in his seat after.

His gaze trailed over to you. Fuck, you were so beautiful and you made his stomach cramp with laughter sometimes. He could picture himself coming back to this place in his old age with you, reliving memories like today together. 

Obviously it was way too soon for marriage, but he was definitely thinking about it.

...

After your breakfasty-brunch, the two of you drove to the mall, singing along to the radio and sneaking kisses from each other at red lights. His hand in yours and enjoying the ride before you arrived to your destination.

This is what made you nervous. It was your first public-ish outing with him as a couple.

You turned and looked at Jungkook after parking your car, taking his hand in yours and giving it a squeeze, reaching over with your freehand and turning his face to you,

"Kookie.. Look at me." You took a deep breath before speaking, "Hat down. Hood up. Don't look around too much. Don't attract attention to yourself. Don't talk too much. Got it?" Your heart hurt when you instructed him but you needed him to do it.

The last thing you wanted was for anyone to notice him. You didn't want a mob of people to swarm him and you really didn't want anyone to know you were with him too. 

Jungkook took a breath too, gripping your hand in his before he nodded, leaning down and kissing over the ring on your finger before nodding again, "Got it, babe." He smiled at you; jaw clenched as he slid his jacket hood over his head before getting out of the car. It wasn't easy for him to step out into public but he did so once in a while. He especially didn't want anything to happen while he was with you. He pulled his beanie lower over his head as he stood outside of the car. 

You joined him at his side after locking your car, checking to see if you had your phone and wallet in your pockets, reaching for Jungkook with a smile. Jungkook's hand found yours, pushing your hand into his jacket pocket to keep it warm with his and lacing your fingers together as you both walked up to the mall entrance.

You stopped him before you entered the mall door, peeking up at him from under his hat and hood, "Love you, Kookie. Give me a kiss." You smiled and tiptoed up, pressing a soft kiss against his lips before Jungkook kissed you back, reaching up to brush your hair back, tucking the strand behind your ear. He smiled at you, his gaze gentle, warm and full of passion as he looked down at you, "Love you too, pipsqueak." He grinned playfully and you pulled back, lacing your arm with his and hugging his bicep as you walked into the mall.

Once you got into the mall, you tugged your phone out of your pocket, scrolling through your notes, "Okay so, I made a list of what I want to get for the boys."

"Oh God, here we go. I'll never get to sit down today." Jungkook rolled his eyes and you smiled brightly as you tugged him through the doors of Versace first, the store associates recognizing you and greeting you by name. You disappeared with one of the employees as you explained to them what you were looking for.

Jungkook let you do your shopping as he lingered around the displays while you spoke with an employee. He got lost in the store as you shopped before finally finding you at the counter to pay, "Who's that for?" Jungkook asked with a smile as he looked over the Baroque bath robe you were purchasing,

"Take a guess." You mumbled, looking up at him with a smile.

"Yoongi." Jungkook chuckled softly, arm sliding around your shoulders and tugging you into his side as you nodded, leaning into him as you watched the associate fold the robe up neatly,

"Yup. The King of comfort. I remembered." You smiled softly at the worker, tapping your card against the machine to pay.

After heading to other stores and getting gifts for the other members, Jungkook took your hand, leading you to the Dior store, "I want to get you something from here. I saw something you might like."

"I was only kidding when I said I wanted more bags, Kookie." You blushed as he tugged you into the store.

"I wasn't." He nodded, a smirk playing around his lips.

Once he pulled you into the store, you peered down at the display cases, eyes trailing over each bag. You never had a problem choosing what you wanted when another man was buying it for you. But when it came to Jungkook doing the spending, you were hesitant and nervous.

Jungkook's arm was around your waist as you looked at the bags, fingers brushing along your side, his lips pressed into your hair as he spoke,

"Don't be shy, babe. Let me do this for you. I want to do it."

"Which is the cheapest one?" You muttered, hand resting along the middle of Jungkook's back, tracing soft circles over the material of his coat. Jungkook laughed, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple before pointing to a display, asking the worker to bring it down and show it to you.

Of course, it was the most expensive one. And of course, it was oh so beautiful.

You didn't want to let Jungkook pay anymore for your stuff. You felt like shit to allow him to buy you something from here but he was so persistent. You studied each bag while a sales associate offered to show you one of their Lady Dior pieces. You did want a smaller bag for travelling but this larger one was perfect for everyday use too.

You sighed softly. Decisions, decisions.

You eyed the purses as the sales person showed them to you, chewing over your lower lip as your fingers brushed over the delicate material before Jungkook spoke up,

"They're perfect. She'll take both of them." He mumbled, motioning to both bags before pulling his wallet out of his back pocket and sliding his card over to the worker.

'Fuck. He knows me so well.'

Jungkook wasn't your sugar daddy anymore. He was your boyfriend now and things were different. You felt bad letting him pay but he wouldn't even give you a chance to take your card out,

"I'm going to kill you."  You mumbled as he graciously took the shopping bag after paying, arm sliding around your waist and tugging you against his side as you left the store with him.

"Shut up, dumb dumb. Just enjoy it. I was anticipating that it would cost more but I guess my math was off."

"Please no more big purchases, J.K. I really don't need anything else."

"How bout' a dress?"

"Uh-- well.." You bit over your lower lip as you both passed by Balmain. You loved this store. You bought all your dresses there. You eyed the dresses on the mannequins, about to walk past the store but something caught your eye and you looked at Jungkook. He smiled at you knowingly, a soft laugh escaping his lips as he took your hand,

"Come on, princess. Let's just go look. You don't have to get anything if you don't want to." He nodded with a smirk starting to dance around his lips.

'Fuck. Me. I love him.' Your thoughts echoed in your head like a bell. 

"Koo.. what do you think of this one?" You whispered timidly from behind the changeroom door. You opened it slightly and peeked at Jungkook. The strapped black mini dress fit you snug like a glove. It was made of satin and had a slit up the leg and ruched at the chest, your breasts basically on full display but still keeping you somewhat modest, hugging you in all the right places and shaping you out almost too perfectly. It matched well with the stockings you had on too. It was a perfect evening outfit. 

Jungkook poked his head into the dressing room, hand at the top of the door as he leaned against the opening, biting over his lower lip as he took you in. His tongue went to his cheek before he inhaled a deep breath. He wanted to rip it off you. He felt his animalistic urges approaching and he realized he fucked up by getting into the changeroom with you.

Jungkook could feel the heat creeping up his neck and he had to divert his thoughts, thinking about anything else except you in that dress as he mumbled,

"You look breathtaking, honey... I want you to buy it. But what about the other one? You didn't show me the pink one too."

You blushed lightly and looked over at the meshed, off the shoulder dress hanging up against the wall. It was blush pink and extremely tight fitting. "Um, well... I think it's more for the club to be honest."

"Did you think we'd just stay home all day in Korea, babe? I gotta take you to the clubs and show you the night life there. Come on, try it on for me." Jungkook nodded with a smile.

"O-Okay." You breathed out shakily. His eyes on you made you feel flustered. Jungkook was about to shut the dressing room door but you looked at him, biting over your lower lip, "Come inside, Koo.. I get nervous when you're standing out there alone. No one's going to care if you're in here with me. All they care about is if I buy something." You nodded with a sheepish smile, swallowing hard, feeling your stomach bubble with heat as you glanced at the dressing room bench. Thinking about letting him rail you against it if the topic came up. 

'Mind out of the gutter, Y/N. You're in public.'

Jungkook smiled, stepping more into the dressing room and shutting the door behind him with a click of the lock, eyes on yours as you took in a deep breath and turned around, unzipping the dress you had on, letting it slide off your body. You felt Jungkook's gaze on you as you stepped out of the dress. Your legs suddenly felt wobbly under his watch and you blushed, bending quickly to pick the dress up and hang it on the hanger. You fumbled with the other dress, fingers shaking nervously as you unzipped it before stepping into it and sliding it on.

Jungkook's gaze traced up your body, biting over his lower lip as he watched you undressed. He wanted to groan at the sight of you but he controlled himself, putting on a smile as he watched you shimmy the light pink dress onto yourself. Gah damn, girl.

You reached behind you to zip the dress up and Jungkook approached you, "Here, I'll help." He smiled, hand on your waist as he held you close to him, taking the zipper in his hand and pulling it up slowly before moving your hair to the side as he slid the zipper all the way up, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against the back of your neck. He could smell your perfume off your skin and hair, it made his senses wild. Forcing himself to think about anything but the way you felt against him right now. 

His lips pressed into a thin line, pulling away to look at you through the mirror in front of the two of you, lips twitching into a smile as he spoke,

"Damn, you look so good, Y/N..." Jungkook nodded, "Turn around for me, baby." He mumbled, leaning back against the wall as he watched you with lidded eyes.

You blushed a bit, smoothing your hands over the dress as you looked at yourself in the mirror. You actually liked this one better. It wasn't like anything you've owned. It was still classy with the right amount of nasty. It accentuated your waist, rounding your breasts out and making your butt look incredible. You could wear it for a night out with stockings on if you wanted to protect your legs from the cold like today or without if it was summertime. It was perfect. You glanced at Jungkook through the mirror, biting your lower lip.

He was fighting to keep it together. The look he gave you made your stomach do a twirl. You turned around slowly to face him, looking up at him as you fiddled with your fingers,

"What do you think, J.K?"

"What do I think?" Jungkook laughed once, looking away as his tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth for a second, "I can't even tell you out loud what I think, Y/N." He hummed, eyes trailing down your body before his gaze hit the floor.

You watched him, licking over your lower lip before pressing them into a line. You stepped a bit closer to him and he backed up more against the wall, his eyes roaming from the floor to your breasts before finally meeting your eyes,

"Maybe I'm thinking the same thing as you, Koo." You mumbled quietly and his gaze burned into yours,

"I'll show you what I think when we go home, baby. Meet me outside to pay." Jungkook mumbled, shifting on his feet and turning away to leave the changeroom but you shook your head, grabbing the hem of his jacket and tugging him back over to you,

"Show me now."

Jungkook looked at you in shock for a second before letting instinct take over him, quickly pulling you into his arms and tilting your head up to him, lips instantly crashing onto yours, dragging you into a fiery kiss. One arm wrapping around your waist, "You're something else, Y/N." He smirked lightly against your mouth, resting his hand firmly over your ass while his freehand went to your hair, burying his fingers into the back of your hair and holding you flush against him.

He pulled you harder into him as he kissed you and your breath hitched in your throat as you felt his erection pressing into you. You reached down, fingers brushing over the front of his pants, a soft groan escaping Jungkook's lips before he pressed his lips against yours harder, tongue sliding into your mouth.

You inhaled sharply, moving your hand away from his crotch and letting him pull you tighter against his chest. You stood on your tip toes, hands resting against his wide chest as he invaded your mouth, tasting his tongue against yours before you moaned softly and pulled away but Jungkook yanked you back even closer to him, his hand squeezing over your ass. You made a soft noise into his mouth, "Come on, J. We have no time."

Jungkook finally pulled away from your mouth with a hiss, "That's too bad, huh." He mumbled, tugging your hair and making you lull your head back as he leaned in, kissing over your jawline and down your neck before licking over your collarbone, roaming hands reaching up to cup and squeeze your breasts through the dress. He pulled back and breathed heavily; eyes dark with yearning. Jungkook carefully backed you up to the mirror, pressing your back against it as he mumbled, "Turn around for me, sweetheart."

You blushed intensely, jaw clenched tight as you turned around and quickly bent over, your hands resting over the mirror and the wall as you inhaled shakily, back arching as you felt Jungkook pulling you by the waist closer to him.

He leaned over, lips at your ear as he whispered, "You know you gotta stay quiet for me now, right? I know it sucks but if you want this, you better be silent. Got it?" Your lips pressed together and you nodded quickly, "Mhm. I'll try." You breathed out in desperation, eyes lidded and lips swollen from the way he attacked your mouth a few moments ago. 

"You're such a good girl, Y/N. And god fucking damn, I love this ass." Jungkook praised, kissing over your ear as his hand roamed over your ass slowly. You chewed over your lower lip when a whimper threatened to escape from your mouth. He knew how crazy he drove you when he praised you like that and you couldn't even react to it. Your leg instantly went up, hiking your foot up onto the bench next to you where you kept your discarded clothes , boots and shopping bags. Making Jungkook chuckle,

"Good thinking, babe. You're gonna need your balance." He sucked in a breath as he pulled the dress up, hiking it around your waist. You bit over your lower lip, reaching down with one hand to hold the dress up for him before gasping sharply when you felt Jungkook grabbing the back of your stockings, ripping it apart just enough to gain access to you and loud enough for the sound of the material ripping to fill the tiny dressing room, 

"J-Jungkook!" You breathed, freezing when you heard a knock on the dressing room door, you quaked but Jungkook just laughed darkly like the menace he was, rubbing his strong hands over your sides soothingly before he went back to resting his hand over your ass,

"Is everything okay in there, Miss?"

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes for a moment before mumbling, "Y-Yes. I'm fine, thank you." You exhaled,

"No problem! Let me know if you need anything else."

You both listened for the high heels of the store worker to disappear before sighing in relief.

Your head hung between your shoulders, forehead resting against the mirror, "My stockings, Jungkook. Fuck." You whispered softly, legs shaking as you felt yourself soaking through your panties. You weren't upset about his ripped your stockings open in the slightest. If anything, you were even more turned on to the point that your head was fuzzy with lust. 

"It's not a big rip, baby. Don't worry." He whispered, running a hand over your ass, gripping over it then swiftly reaching up and pulling your thong to the side, "Aw. That's my girl. I don't ever have to tell you what to do, huh? You know exactly how to move for me." He cooed as you bent forward more, the longing for him to enter you becoming insufferable for you to where you had to take matters into your own hands. 

Jungkook reached down to the front of his pants and quickly undid them just enough to take his throbbing cock out, "Fuck." His jaw clenched, biting hard over his lower lip as he pressed up against you. There was no time to tease you today and he held onto your waist tight with one hand, pushing himself into you as he tried to bite back a groan. He failed once he was all the way inside of you, a low growl emitting from his lips.

Your breathing stopped as you felt him entering you. Your eyes closed tightly, lurching forward as he filled you up inch by inch. You shook your head as you tried to control your noises, a small whimper in your throat as you felt him bury himself deep inside of you. Your lips parted as you opened your eyes, glancing at the mirror. 

Your eyes went to Jungkook's as he watched you through the reflection, making sure you were alright. You nodded to let him know you were fine, eyes lidded as your head tilted back to rest along his broad shoulder. His lips pressed together; brows furrowed as he slammed himself into you with one hard thrust. You jumped with a soft yelp coming out of your mouth, reaching up with your freehand and covering your lips as you nodded again, silently begging him to keep moving.

Jungkook watched your every move and reaction through the mirror, his length twitching inside of you before he leaned over, lips at the side of your neck as he started to move himself, whispering against your skin, "Damn, you're so wet, honey." He grinned, pleased with your response to him, his thrusts starting off slow and deep until he got into the perfect rhythm. 

Then he was blowing your back out, his length sliding in and out of you as he held you back against his chest, his freehand wrapping around you from the front and grasping over your clothed breast, his other hand in your hair, tugging on the locks and burying his fingers within them, "Stay quiet, baby. You're doing so well." He praised when you squeaked softly, feeling the hand at your hair sliding around to the front of your body and down the front of your dress, pulling it up higher and pushing his hand into the front of your stockings and panties, pressing three of his fingers up against your clit and starting to rub you in circular motions as his length slammed into you harder.

You let him move and touch you however he wanted. You could barely function, relying on him to do the work as you tried not to make a noise. You almost yelled his name out and you had to bite down onto your finger when he started to play with your clit while he fucked you, your vision going white for a moment. The leg up on the bench shook and you almost fell forward but Jungkook's grasp on you was like a vice, keeping your back pressed flushed against him as he groaned into your ear,

"Fuck, I'm going to come so fucking hard in you again. Fucking hell." He growled quietly, biting over your earlobe before you could feel yourself clenching around him, the pleasure building within you and threatening to burst like a dam. You panted softly against your palm over your mouth, finally removing your hand from your lips and whispering out as quiet as you could,

"Right there, J.K.. R-Right--" You gasped out softly, dropping your head forward as you came suddenly, the feeling making your knees buckle. You almost fell into the mirror, vision going hazy as you bit your tongue to stop yourself from crying out, tears pricking your eyes at the pain of having to stay quiet. You hated having to be quiet. You wanted him to hear how good he made you feel. It was hot but so frustrating. Jungkook held you tight, hand pulling away from your clit and releasing his hold from you, grabbing onto your waist hard with both hands, bucking his hips in you as you rode the feeling out.

You felt his length twitch within you and his lips were instantly at the side of your neck, "Fuck, babe." He groaned quietly, his fingers digging into either side of your waist as he bit down onto your shoulder as he came soon after you, releasing and filling you up entirely.

You groaned quietly, reaching up to move your hair strands away from your face, resting your forehead against the mirror for a moment as your eyes stayed closed. Jungkook's face was against your back, breathing heavily as he kept his grip on your waist tight before you felt him finally let go of you, your waist burning from his painful hold on you. He took another deep breath before finally pulling out of you and you collapsed onto the bench, reaching up and quickly unzipping the dress and pulling it over your head, tossing it to the side as you leaned back against the wall, looking up at Jungkook with a dazed expression while you fixed your panties and stockings,

"You're wicked, Y/N." Jungkook chuckled as he zipped up his pants, fixing his beanie and jacket.

You blushed a bit, picking your clothes up and gingerly pulled them on before standing up, and fixing your outfit, making sure your makeup didn't smudge before taking a look at your butt to make sure the rip in your stockings weren't showing, pulling your skirt down as you mumbled, "Thank goodness I wore a long coat, you dummy." You looked at him with red stained cheeks, you slid your feet back into your boots before pulling your coat on and pulling your hair out from under it, inhaling shakily as you tried to pull yourself together.

"Sorry, I got a lil' too carried away." Jungkook tried not to laugh as he picked up your shopping bags. You rolled your eyes at him before biting your lower lip, legs squeezing together as you felt his warm release trickling out of you and pooling in your panties. You blushed heavily, looking over your shoulder to make sure you didn't forget anything before grabbing the dresses and hastily pulling the one you were wearing back onto the hanger before mumbling, "Let's get out of here."

Jungkook grinned, unlocking the door and peeking out for a second before casually strolling out of the dressing room with you tagging behind. You looked around as you walked up to the counter to pay, the associate smiling brightly at you both,

"Did you both find everything okay, today?"

"We found everything absolutely perfect. Thank you for your help." Jungkook answered, fixing his hood over his head as he slid an arm around your waist, tugging you next to him as the total rang up on the till. You reached for your wallet and Jungkook's hand on your waist moved to your ass, running his palm over the back of your jacket as he smiled,

"I got it, babe."

"Of course, you do." You blushed and Jungkook glanced at you with a sly smile, reaching into his pocket for his card.

"After this, let's go home and have you try these dresses on again for me, hm?" He mumbled just for you to hear, eyes on you as your gaze went to his. He winked at you before tapping his card against the pay machine, taking your hand in his as he leaned over and pressed a kiss into your hair with a smile.

"No, stupid. I need to pack."

"How bout' after?"

"Maybe."